That dawn granted again hope in our heartThat youthful heartbeat, that youthful insoucianceWe believed in a just holding of a trialIn a grand justiceIn the Nemesis Divine of the GodsBetween equal men before the lawWhat a fault, to believe in a rotten reality

Treachers - Hypocrisy - CorruptionWrath - Hatred - Vengeance

"In the sacred shadow of the swordDo not hesitate, they don't existI will be vindicated, they'll furnish our medalsBy condemning me they believe to destroy us"The hammer fell upon the anvilAnd the court fell silentDeathlike silence

Words of the final verdictFilled my heart with fierce angerIncarcerating bravery, shall bend us notThey only hasten the dawn of their bloodshedFor him, whom desolation did not bendFor him, who is faithful to his ideal'sFor him, who strifes for the impending new manWho shall come